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hardingkent:

nursemcfadden:

clarissanonez:

Clarissa felt her eyelids begin to flutter as she forced back the urge to roll her eyes, but once Kent finished and Valentina took over. Well, it was hard not to hold onto the table for support as she slammed back a shot and stood up. “This is fifty shades of fucked up, and I’m just gonna go. Seriously. Thanks for the life lesson on.. whatever causes this.” Slapping a twenty as she gathered her purse and phone, her eyes landed on Jamie before she let out a mild laugh. “So not even worth any of this effort. I’ll catch you all at another time. Hopefully more drunk then.” Perfectly manicured nails caught the light as she stepped back and waved to take her exit. Oh yes. Some life was just a little too real to deal with.

Jamie’s eyes followed Clarissa to the exit. The real issue had been showcased and it didn’t involve her anymore. Whatever problem Jamie had with Clarissa could be solved at another time, or just ignored altogether. It didn’t really matter, unless she’d start becoming that more relevant in Kent’s group. Which, oddly enough, Jamie wanted to be around more like she wanted Kent to feel more comfortable around Kyle and Amanda.

“I understand and at the same time I don’t, but it doesn’t have to be like this. I never wanted it to be this way for both of your sakes.”

Kent’s eyes didn’t leave Valentina’s. He refused to acknowledge Clarissa’s exit, because it was worth the effort. It was so worth the effort. Jamie’s voice, however, clouded his mind, and surrounded him when he had lost track of where she stood behind him. He reached back toward her, promise in hand that he’d explain at the same time I don’t, later. It was enough to stop him from keeping going.

“So willingly,” Kent affirmed, back arching off of the table top to stand up straight. “It’s not going to be. She gets me.”

“Come on, Jamie.”

Maybe I’ll see you later. The both of you.

...

I need a dance, a fuck, and a drink all in that order.

#kent #jamie #valentina #dots after theyre gone

hardingkent:

nursemcfadden:

clarissanonez:

Que te la pique un pollo.

You gave up white meat, and with that listening to them.

I lied to you, when I told you I’d never want you for anything but the look and the fuck and the way you talk. I’ve never done that to anyone. I’m still shocked you believed me, because you’re one of the most intelligent women I know. Especially when it comes to me. What you did know was what I was looking for; you already knew what I really needed. You tried to tell me you’d give it to me. We both knew you wouldn’t.

The bitch is a boss. I crave her; not even my girlfriend is unaware of that. But I’m faster than that addiction, Davenport. I’ve heard you tell me you wished I had my shit together. Tell me why I liked that Jamie was different. Tell me you wanted it to work out because you’d never made me as angry as she had. You used to think you were what was best for me, right? Tell me not to fuck it up. Bitch at me about her not being the kind of girl you can fuck with and kiss later. Stop me from fucking myself up when I admitted over and over that I loved her. Watched you watch me when I was so fucked up I might as well have been dead. You worked out the insurance claim on her car. You asked your dad to rebuild it. No one knows that side of you, do they? My best friend? The one who looks out for me more than she doesn’t, doesn’t pretend she can’t handle me? The one who is listening, right now, Clarissa, and hating me for calling her out in a bar. This is how you treat the person who could pull me out the last three steps, because it isn’t recreational for me like it is for you. It’s a nail in the coffin. This is how you treat her. You made Jamie McFadden call you a statistic. One you aren’t really.

I love that girl. Nothing can change my mind. So knock it off or we lose each other forever.

I may as well be naked if you’re going to expose me so willingly in my bar.

If she can make you come out here in the middle of night with nothing but tears and talk of statistics and have you say things you would have never, I have to admit, I’m not at all shocked. I knew she was capable. Now you know, too. As well as you, Clarissa.

#kent #clarissa #jamie

hardingkent:

nursemcfadden:

clarissanonez:

One more girl shows up and this is gonna look like a convention.

Cute though, even you forgot the Wal-Mart baby was here.

I’ve said my peace. Do I really need to be here for this?

Stop; and shut the fuck up, Clarissa. You. What it aaaalways comes down to, isn’t it? Me and you. You ready? ‘Cause I’m not saying it again. Look at me.

#kent #jamie #clarissa

hardingkent:

nursemcfadden:

clarissanonez:

Boy blue probably doesn’t know what that is.

Sadly, yeah. Is this the part were we’re saved?

The music was going to be the only thing to drown out the sound of her own heart beating rapidly in her ears, so needless to say, Jamie was disappointed when it stopped. She even looked around, a sliver of hope that Kyle or Amanda were around. Sure, this little intervention would be embarrassing for all involved, but at least it’d even the playing field some. She just needed someone to be kind. Just for a second.

Boy blue, buzzed bitch, baked bean… gang’s all here!

Obvi I’m the bitch. That’s how you like me, from what I remember a long time ago... Before you were into the six pack of Fruit of the Loom.

#kent #jamie #clarissa

hardingkent:

nursemcfadden:

Wait– I should have worn lipstick.

Cut the damn music, Sanders.

…How fast were you going to get here, hypocrite? Ninety, ninety-five?

White knight only fits you when you’re smoking it. Can you believe this?

#jamie4 #kent6

clarissanonez:

You’re on a roll here. I’m taking notes.

What are we doing to continue this night?

If you call me a wise elder, I’ll kill you.

I plan to take a few body shots off of that sculpted man over there, but if you have any better ideas... Color me amazed.

#clarissa

Text || Valentina ||

Clarissa: You need to come here.

Clarissa: Now.

Clarissa: We were just called statistics during a momentary flash of bitch finding her backbone.

Clarissa: Sad for her.

Valentina: I'm shocked her lips aren't currently stuck to your ass like they were permanently to mine.

Valentina: I'll be there shortly

#clarissa

Text || Valentina ||

Clarissa: Why do I know she'd actually join pulp.

Clarissa: Again. I am not high enough for this.

Clarissa: Could always accuse her of stealing something.

Clarissa: I do love a good mugshot. Could make a banner for town square and everything.

Valentina: Have you really spoken to her? Because you'd know those doe eyes could talk themselves out of anything. She somehow talked herself into Kent. Don't let her fool you.

#clarissa

Text || Valentina ||

Clarissa: Honestly.

Clarissa: Merlot? No honey. Tequila. Lots and lots of Tequila.

Clarissa: I feel like feeding her vodka and watching this little monkey dance.

Valentina: Well, I felt like a bubble bath and a glass of something classy, but if we're full on scheming...

Valentina: Vodka might kill her. Start out with orange juice. Pulp in.

#clarissa

Text || Valentina ||

Clarissa: So I'm with the little devil.

Clarissa: Never knew they were able to bring bland to life.

Clarissa: I so need to be higher for this.

Valentina: I wouldn't go as far as saying she's been brought to life. Don't be so kind about it.

Valentina: And why aren't you, with a glass of Merlot already?

#clarissa

nursemcfadden:

Valentina, wait. I still care if you’re going to be fine or not.

You don’t and I will. I used to think you were quite intelligent up until now. You're aware Kent Harding actually loves you and yet, you're anywhere but there trying to fix whatever the hell is wrong with you. Bad move, Jackie.

#jamie3

nursemcfadden:

Well you don’t have to be so vulgar about it.

Whatever straws you’re grasping at here, they’re all the wrong ones. I’m the last person you want trying to lift that weight from your shoulders.

#jamie3

nursemcfadden:

No.

Okay, I don’t know, maybe that’s part of it, but I know how much history is there and I know what you mean to each other so I needed to know that you were going to be fine. You’re not going anywhere and neither is he so…

So... you wanted to work this out in a way that ends with everyone being happy? I don’t know if anyone’s ever told you this, kid, but you can’t have your cake and eat it, too. Unless you’re in the business of sharing him, that’s never going to work in your favor.

#jamie3